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I Can't Believe It's Another Hisui Catchall

Who: Heather Mason and YOU!
Where: Hisui
When: July/throughout the event
Summary: A catch-all for Heather Mason, who can be encountered doing various things and saying various swearwords under the cut.
Rating: PG-13 at most
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GENERAL INFO: During her time in Hisui, Heather will be a rather tatty bandit's outfit (she was late getting to the table with all the clothes), some cozy boots, and a blue cap. Heather's new starter is a Hisuian Growlithe who she has creatively named "Twojo" (her actual starter is a Growlithe named Cujo). Over the course of the event she will be catching a shiny Pikachu (!!) and a MYSTERY THIRD POKEMON I have not decided on yet.
She is very tired and not particularly happy about the possibility that she'll never get to see her other Pokemon ever again, but for the sake of other people who she's assuming probably feel the same way, she's at least trying not to be a complete vibe-ruiner over it.

PROMPT A: General Campground Presence

One of the few things that actually help get Heather's mind off of the less-than-ideal situation is keeping busy! When she's not actively exploring, she'll be fairly active around the campground, primarily in the form of keeping the firewood well-stocked and patrolling the camp's borders with Twojo (and a nice hefty stick, in case Twojo's barking doesn't do the trick) to keep high-leveled wild Pokemon from demolishing everything.

As a hot-water-enjoyer herself, she will also be readily volunteering Twojo's firey breath to help keep the showers nice and warm.

Maybe you're joining her on these ventures! Or maybe you desperately need to wash the stank off and there's nobody else around to heat the water for you. OR MAYBE you found her sacked out by the campfires after a long day of roughing it and are in the mood for some conversation.

PROMPT B: Training and Sparring

Being an otherworldly "old-timer" at this point, Heather is used to RARELY having to worry about encountering a problem that can't be at least adequately dealt with by whipping out a level 100 Pokemon.

Needless to say, suddenly being stuck in the untamed wilderness with NOTHING but a measley level-20 Pokemon? That's like... a baby. NAY, a zygote. And she doesn't like that, no SIR. By sunset on that very first day, Heather has thrown herself into vigorous training with Twojo, hoping to stack some levels onto this pup before they have the bad luck to encounter something they can't handle.

Which means she is looking for folks to engage in friendly training battles with! She can't be the only one who's in a hurry to toughen up their new friend in case things go awry.

On that note, she won't say no to friendly sparring, either. When they're all in one place like this, maybe it's a good opportunity to meet some other folks who are into that kind of thing. You never know when you might have to jump in and just punch a wild Pokemon in the face yourself.

PROMPT C: WILDCARD!

You got another idea? COOL, go for it! You can also ping me on Plurk for plotting if you'd like to brainstorm!

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Hey, you.

_{[Normally a greeting like that would come out gruff, but today it comes as a tired, relieved sigh. Said greeting comes from a tall skinny man with a loud purple kimono with a sentient blue beach ball at his heels.]}

You the one heating the showers this morning?

_{[Heather looks up from her spot-- sitting on a stool next to the showers in question-- with sleep still tangible in her half-shut eyes.]

[Perhaps under normal circumstances, she might have quipped something along the lines of "Nah, I'm just sitting here hoping to see some naked butts", but she is genuinely too tired to be snotty.]

[She gestures to the small Growlithe-- roughly cocker-spaniel-sized, curled up at her feet.]}

Yeah.

You want regular heat or 'scald the filth from my flesh' heat?

I'm told the latter is actually pretty therapeutic.

[Radley is very tired. He's happy that most of the people have been throwing themselves into fixing up the camp and making it as decent as possible. He doesn't recall ever seeing Heather around before, but he's not sure she's new. She seems too skilled, too knowledgeable about Pokemon. Maybe they just never happened to meet the other times everyone was in the same location, or maybe she didn't come to the Contest or Prom.

He goes over with a sincere but weary smile.]

Hi. Thanks for keeping the firewood stocked. I don't think we've met. I'm Radley.

Oh, I've already gone this morning.

_{[He hesitates, almost as if he's shy. Which he's NOT. Not this guy.]}

I wanted to say thanks. Sleeping on the ground has been wrecking my lower back and the hot shower is the only thing that helps. So. Thanks.

_{[Radley definitely can't be faulted for not having seen Heather around before-- she's been reclusive these days. Very rarely showing up for the usual big events she always used to. Too wrapped up in the convoluted process of gym-raising. Which, oddly enough, has largely involved staying out in the sticks-- but at least she had all the modern amenities she wanted just a brief jaunt away by Fly.]

[UNLIKE SOME PLACES SHE CAN THINK OF (HERE).]

[She looks up from her stacking, dusting her hands off and offering a weary smile of her own in return.]}

Hey, no prob. Someone's gotta.

I'm Heather.

_{[She extends a rough, calloused hand to shake.]}

[Radley shakes her hand.]

Were you in Johto before coming here?

[He's not sure which is worse, although at least those coming in fresh don't have to be hurting for Pokemon left behind. There would still be the ache of any loved ones left back in their own world, though.]

Oh, don't mention it.

_{[Her next words are punctuated with a yawn, which the dog at her feet promptly echoes.]}

Glad it helps.

Honestly a few more days of this and my lower back would probably just up and leave if it weren't for the showers.

_{[Thank Nephelis, Arceus, WHOEVER for the person that set it up. Was it Sion? She hadn't really been paying attention to the details.]}

_{[She's got a firm, strong shake-- but thankfully not the finger-crushing one she used to deliberately inflict on people as a pissed-off teen. She's grown out of that.]}

Yeah.

Been spending most of my time a little east of Ecruteak working on my gym but I usually haunt the Goldenrod area.

You?

_{[Well with two yawns happening in front of him, JW soon follows suit. He can't help it!]}

Yeeesh. 'Scuse me. Man. I hope they put that scientist in jail until SHE'S a fossil. I want my Pokemon back. Not that BB isn't great but, man...this sucks. Not that you don't know that but I just need to bitch about it.

[Radley has no way of knowing of her past, but he does appreciate the good handshake.]

Wow, really? I'm surprised I haven't seen you sometime! I've been living in Goldenrod for the last several months. I'm opening a restaurant there.

_{[At the mention of little Ms. Liss, Heather snorts audibly.]}

If it weren't for the fact that she might be our only way back home I would have physically and emotionally kicked her fucking ass.

... Still haven't ruled that out to be honest.

_{[She reaches down and pats Twojo's curly head, nodding to the Spheal at JW's feet.]}

If my Pokemon had come with me, I'd be like... well, sure, I'd still miss Johto. But I could live with it, you know?

It's not knowing if I'll ever see them again that makes me want to just... cave her face in.

_{[Don't apologize for bitching about it JW, apparently Heather has been keeping this pent up.]}

We've made it through every other dumb thing that happens to us in this world. Remember when some of us switched bodies with our Pokemon? Thought that was gonna be forever. Traumatized the hell outta me.

_{[But hey, whatever it takes for him to go through a character arc!]}

But it ended. So this will too. And then we'll get our revenge. It's going to feel so FUCKING good, Hazel. Uh. Harriet. Er. Ah. Shit. I'll get it in a second--Haley.

_{[The Spheal doesn't know what's going on but he's so happy to meet this other Pokemon. He rolls up to Twojo and gently bumps into her with an 'EAL!']}

BB, let that dog alone, she's sleeping.

_{[Heather's brows go up. Man, she really has been out of the loop.]}

Oh shit, really? That's awesome! Nice to hear about more otherworlders getting to start businesses and stuff.

_{[There had always been entrepreneurs among the gaggles of people warped weekly into Johto, but it had taken a few years for society at large to really warm up to them as permanent residents.]}

I honestly haven't been out on the town much in the last year or two. So I can't really blame you for not having seen me, heh.

_{[She could blame that all on the 'building a gym' thing, but honestly the chance of getting jumped by paparazzi while out in public was never zero, so that kind of had something to do with it too. Ah, the life of a Champion.]}

If we ever get outta here, I'll have to try and be less of a weird hermit. Maybe give your restaurant a try.

Ugh, I wish I didn't.

_{[Being PERMANENTLY ON FIRE was unnerving enough, but to add insult to injury, Rodan had done dumber things in her body than she could have possibly conceived of on her own. She's pretty sure it's a miracle that he didn't die.]

[... But, you know what, the memories that previously were embarrassing are now bittersweet. She might never see her idiot jock Charizard again.]

[She shakes the thought off and corrects JW's attempts distractedly.]}

It's Heather.

_{[The correction has no venom in it, though. This situation has generally taken the edge off of most things she's normally annoyed by.]}

And it's fine. She should be getting up now anyway.

_{[The little dog indeed snuffles awake at the bump, and fortunately doesn't seem upset at the interruption of her nap. She proceeds to enthusiastically sniff EVERY INCH of the seal orb.]}

Yeah, it was pretty cool to learn I could do that.

[Sadness passes through his eyes.]

We'd better get out of here. Most of my Pokemon family is back there. I'm hoping to take this pretty girl back to join us.

[He lifts Lily the Eevee, who chirps a greeting.]

That would be great to see you at the restaurant! I hope the building's still standing.

[Who knows what weirdness has been going on, if time is still moving there. He tries to keep busy so he won't be thinking about everything that could be going wrong. Occasionally he's broke down hugging Lily in despair, worrying about the Pokemon. No one's caught him at it yet.]

Heather!

_{[He snaps his fingers.]}

Ah, alright then. BB, say hel--

_{[BB opens his mouth to introduce a jet of water straight into Twojo's face.]}

BEACHBALL WHAT THE FUCK that's a fire-type! Bad seal! Shit!

_{[He reaches down to bundle the round Pokemon up in his arms and give him a little shake. BB just rolls his big wet eyes up at him and barks another EAL to him. Oblivious.]}

I am. So sorry.

_{[Heather's subdued but overall friendly smile turns into a bit more of a grimace when he brings up the need to return to his Pokemon.]}

Yeah, I'm... I'm right there with you.

Been trying to keep my mind off of it.

_{[Off of the fact that she might never see her Pokemon-- the ONE positive constant in her life for the past twelve years-- again.]

[Being here, still in the Pokemon world and accompanied by the her fellow otherworlder humans, is still arguably better than being sent "home" (something that Heather fears more and more with each passing year)... but that doesn't make it good.]

[She summons the smile back for the sake of not leading the conversation to even darker territories, and nods at Lily.]}

She's a cutie. Never met an Eevee I didn't like.

_{[Her own starter, a little Hisuian Growlithe who had been chewing on a stick behind the woodpile, pops up at the chirp and toddles over, wagging her big curly tail and panting happily, oblivious to the somber moods of the two trainers.]}

This is Twojo.

Hoping to take her back with me, too.

Wouldn't be right to leave 'em behind.

_{[She'd been opening her mouth to reply that he hadn't honestly been too far off the mark with 'Hazel'; funny story actually, see when she'd been little--]

[And then THAT happens.]

[Before Heather herself can even react, the little Growlithe literally screams. Sopping wet and shaking, she darts behind her trainer's stool and huddles there like a wet mop, still uttering piercing cries.]}

--JESUS--!

_{[JW is already picking Beachball up as Heather jumps to her feet, which is good because her unfortunate but immediate instinct is to kick Beachball like... well, A BEACHBALL, just to get him away from her FIRE/ROCK TYPE DOG WHICH IS 4x WEAK TO WATER.]

[Instead, because the threat is neutralized, she is able to turn her attention to Twojo. Dropping down to her knees in the grass, she grabs the shuddering pooch and turns her around.]}

Shit, girl, are you okay??

_{[The dog's cries jangle his nerves--which are already upended because for once he's having a pretty normal conversation with this girl who he's usually at odds with.]}

He has NEVER done anything like that before! I'm sorry, little dog! Good God! Beachball that is NOT how to say hello!

_{[He scolds the Spheal but instead of being cowed, the round Pokemon just blinks up at him and spurts the tiniest little stream of water out.]}

NO. Not cute. You're going back in your ball until you can not do that.

_{[He tugs out the primitive Poke'ball and has a small time getting it to work. Eventually the Spheal disappears with a disappointed little bark. JW is dragging his hand down his face.]}

I really miss my Pokemon. I don't know this one at all.

Heather is not the only one who wants to get some levels into those helpless children. Just outside the camp, far enough to avoid causing any damage but close enough to come running if needed, Cecil is training his brand new Hisuian Sneasel. It's... going. Slowly.

"So that's... Quick Attack and Rock Smash, very good. What else can you do at the moment?"

Send little stars flying everywhere, that's what else she can do. But surely identifying her full list of attack would be easier with a friendly match!

Training is so much easier when you have a big strong lv. 100 to partner up with the more inexperienced Pokemon. :( Heather is Suffering.

But it's something of a relief to see that she isn't the only Champion who is adjusting to this.

"Hey."

She announces her presence from a fair distance away-- you never want to startle a Pokemon when it's in the middle of using a bunch of attacks. Her Growlithe is trotting along at her heels.

"Trying to figure out how much these variants have in common with the ones we're used to, huh?"

Yeah.

[Radley sighs.]

I've been throwing myself into my work to try not to think about it. But I do anyway.

[He smiles too.]

Good! I have a lot of them.

[He's a bit afraid of Fire Pokemon because he fears being accidentally burned, but Twojo is so cute he has to smile.]

Hey there.

[Lily warbles a greeting!]

Cecil has potty trained a toddler! Dragged a little girl through a desert and a pair of children up a dangerous mountain! He refuses to panic at the thought of raising a single, underleveled Pokémon. This new distraction is appreciated, though.

"Ah, Heather. It's been some time."

A simple observation, or an absolutely terrible attempt at a pun? Who knows.

Heather's presence is enough to make his Sneasel stop attacking immediately, so at least some progress as already been made. Be it in combat safety or in manners.

"I am., which would be much easier if I had my TMs or if I could test moves against the rest of my team. If nothing else, I can already tell she's as swift as her cousins in Johto. And what of your... is that a Growlithe?"

_{[Fortunately, Twojo is quite a bit more reserved than her original starter. Who probably would have barreled directly at Radley like a juggernaut.]

[The little Growlithe wiggles in response to the greeting, tail wagging even harder. But she stays by Heather's feet, without running right up.]}

I've been trying to keep busy too.

Which kinda sucks, because there's honestly only so much to do around the camp itself before you start running out of ways to keep the brain occupied.

"Ahahah... yep."

Both in response to his observation, and his question.

"This region's version of one, anyway. Or... this time's version of one."

She's not sure which.

"A whole lot smaller than my first starter, but... Cujo admittedly is kind of a freak of nature. Anyway... so what've you learned so far?"

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